09 April 2008

Three reporters from Arizona, on the condition of anonymity, also let me in on another incident involving McCain's intemperateness. In his 1992 Senate bid, McCain was joined on the campaign trail by his wife, Cindy, as well as campaign aide Doug Cole and consultant Wes Gullett. At one point, Cindy playfully twirled McCain's hair and said, "You're getting a little thin up there." McCain's face reddened, and he responded, "At least I don't plaster on the makeup like a trollop, you cunt." McCain's excuse was that it had been a long day. If elected president of the United States, McCain would have many long days.

Stay classy, Johnnie Mac.

Setting aside the weird juxtaposition with "trollop"--kind of like calling someone a "cad," then following up with "fuckwad," if you ask me--where are the pearl-clutching guardians of our public discourse? You know, the ones who we see in high dudgeon every time some anonymous blogger drops an F-bomb in response to some new bit of reprehensible garbage oozing its way out of the Beltway? Such language is awful, horrible, inexcusable, and clearly speaks volumes about the person using it.

Now, we've had, do have, and will have some foul-mouthed officeholders. I've got no issue with that, nor am I one to suggest that getting salty from time to time precludes you from having moral fiber. But to go to DEFCON-1 profanity in an instant...for that bit of ribbing...from your wife, no less?